Right about now, I get to thinking.
It’s about to be the 4th of July here in the States.
The holiday where we celebrate our freedom.
And I am just about to chain myself to my desk for the next 8 weeks and bang out the final draft of my new book.
I want it to be brilliant and perfect. I want it to weave a web of magnificent seduction into an unimaginable new world that impacts women all over the world.
I want it to express every drop of the woman I have become. I want it to awaken women to the potential of living the legends that they were born to be, and connect with their radiance in a new and powerful way.
I want it to be a sexy, fun, deep, soulful, penetrating page-turner.
I want the pages to drip woman, in her rich, ripe, irresistible fullness.
And I have to do all of this while being chained to my desk.
For 8 weeks.
Everyone will be drinking chardonnay, partying and staying up too late and I will be carefully conserving my energy in order to pour it all on to the page.
Which could frustrate me.
And frustration is not a healthy environment for poetry to flow.
And then, I remember my truth: I actually love being enslaved to something greater than myself.
I have chosen this.
I wanted this.
It is only when I am utterly enslaved to something or someone I love that I feel most free.
I don’t have to wonder what to do with my day. I don’t have to worry about where to pour my attention or what to prioritize. I know who I am and what structures my day, my time, my energy flow.
I love feeling the pure open channels in which I can let my soul song sing.
I can relax when I am enslaved.
All of us have to make choices that could appear to limit us and chain us to obligations or restrictions.
When we choose a relationship, we give up being single.
When we choose parenthood, we give up free time.
When we choose higher education, we choose to be forced to grow.
It’s when we don’t choose what we most love, and our attention is scattershot, flying everywhere, that we don’t gain any traction.
I gladly take up these chains. I like knowing what is a priority and what isn’t.
When I have a strong frame around me, I can really sing.
I am free.
Free to enjoy sunrise at the beach, laptop in tow, to collect the morning magic with my keyboard.
I’m so curious about your thoughts on this —
How do you find your freedom inside your obligations?
What are you doing to celebrate the opportunity to choose to live our deepest passions?
What does freedom look like, and feel like, for you?
I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments below!
p.s. If you have a chance to check out the fireworks this weekend (and even if you don’t), know this: those sparklers are for YOU, celebrating radiant, ravishing, YOU.
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